(Rem x Reader) Re:Reader - Starting YOUR New Life in Another World

Chapter 77: Treasure Her

A/N: Here is this week's chapter, and the last for awhile while this goes on hiatus. I chose to give you all a sneak peak of ACT III because this is this fics ONE YEAR anniversary, and well, I had to do something for that. We're at nearly half a million words, and 77 chapters. I really never thought it would get as big as this, and I'm set to make ACT III pretty big with all the fun and cool things I've got planned it that I'm sure you're all going to really like. Expect to have the answers to a lot of question and themes from the first two acts answered in it. At the time of writing this, I've got maybe 7 or 8 chapters written out and raw, with maybe half of my plot line hammered out.

But without further ado, please enjoy this chapter. I have promised it once, I'll promise it again, this fic will not be abandoned!

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Chapter 77: Treasure Her

With little to do in the way of tasks today in the prospect of having visitors soon, YN had been relegated to doing small, indoor tasks. Up on an upper floor of the mansion, he was busy dusting the windows that overlooked the front walkway to the mansion.

Subaru sure picked a fine time to go have a date... Shouldn't Emilia be here to receive guests?

Fogging the window before him with his breath, YN wiped a smudge off the glass. Clearing it, the blurred image behind it became clear, and revealed a carriage entering the main gates of the yard, and down the pathway to the main door.

YN: That must be them...

???: It would appear to be.

YN: —Yah!

Jumping at the sudden sound of a voice right next to him, he turned to see it was the pink haired maid of the mansion, Ram, who was observing the arriving guest with him.

Giving him a confused look as to his reaction, she briefly critiqued his actions.

Ram: Ram has said it once, she'll say it again, YN must have a stronger resolve if she is to continue to put faith in him for Rem's future.

Feeling his heart still beating hard from the shock, he knew voicing an argument was futile.

Ram: —and using your breath to clean the windows? YN, does this mansion look like a poor man's brothel in the slums? Ram guesses there is a reason you're assigned to outside duties for the most part.

YN: Hey now, it looks clean now though, right?

Ram: That is beside the point. Although, the real problem would be if Rem had seen you do that.

Scratching the back of his head, YN had half a clue as to what she meant.

YN: Yeah, I guess that would mean more work for her... She'd probably run to go get a proper rag and bucket and then end up washing the entire vanity...

Ram: While that might be one way of thinking about it, Ram believes if Rem had known YN's breath had been there... she may spend all day gawking at its 'perfect shine.'

YN: — — —

Looking back at the window, he slumped his shoulders.

YN: Yeah... you're right. She would do that.

Shrugging, Ram made light of the idea to herself.

Ram: At least it is you who is the root of the infatuation of her heart. Had it been Barasu....

Not wishing to think of alternative timelines, YN tried to steer the conversation away from Ram thinking such negative thoughts.

YN: It does amaze me how she still acts like an enthralled secret admirer with stuff like that, despite us already having kissed and stuff.